and jumped out of the pet handbag.Under the cool afternoon sun, Leng Zhujing instinctively reached out to stop it, but she was too late. The little white dog, like a snowball of pure white fluff, bou...She shouldn't be making a fuss anymore. Song Yunxi lowered her eyelids and said in a low voice.

Song Erqin asked puzzledly, "Xiao Xi, what's wrong with you these days You're about to marry the person you like, why aren't you happy at all"

"Mom, I told you, don't get your hopes up. Just let this one go." Song Yunxi picked up her chopsticks and continued slowly, "Still leave some food for Xiaxia! She might be hungry later and eat a little."

Not long after, Qin Nianxia returned to her room, changed her clothes, went downstairs, and left without even saying hello.

Song Erqin wore an anxious expression and murmured to Song Yuxi: "Xiaoxi, do you want to go with her What if Xiaxia goes looking for Xiaochen again"

"So what if we meet again Some things can't be explained by just talking." Song Yunxi continued to eat her food calmly.

Song Erqin suddenly felt a little down.

Song Yunxi, seeing this, forced a smile and comforted: "It's alright! Mom, don't worry about this anymore."

Song Erqin sighed deeply.

On the other side.

Qin Nianxia went to her own studio alone and took out the contracts she and Leng Yanchen had signed from the drawer, rereading them.

Each contract is in triplicate, with one copy for her and one copy for Leng Yanchen, and another copy at Leng Yanchen's lawyer's office.

Fortunately, all her contracts were kept in the studio, not in her apartment. Otherwise, she wouldn't have seen how she was "pitted" by Leng Yanchen.

Now she only looks at the few that Song Yunxi mentioned, ignoring all others.

It's fine not to look, but once she did, she felt like she was really stupid.

At first, she thought she and Leng Yanchen had only signed a three-seven split for the Weigancao project. Now, looking at the contract carefully, she realized that it was a three-seven split under her name, Qin Ni Xia.

As Song Yunxi said, from now on, for all products developed in her name, regardless of whether He Lanchen invests, he can take 70% of the net profit.

Leng Yanchen, you scoundrel!

Qin Nianxia, in a fit of anger, picked up the desk phone and naturally dialed Leng Yanchen's number.

Even she herself didn't know why she memorized his phone number word for word.

But after she dialed, within seconds, she hung up the phone.

What was she calling to ask him

It was she who initially approached him, and when signing the contract, she did so without consulting a lawyer.

He's a businessman, not a merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Qin Nianxia sat at her desk, dejectedly slumping forward beside the computer and staring blankly ahead.

Within minutes, the phone suddenly rang, startling her.

Seeing that the caller ID showed Leng Yanchen's phone number.

She immediately pressed the reject button without hesitation.

A person sat in the studio for a long time, until their stomach rumbled so loudly that they had to leave. She walked out of the studio and left the office building.

Qin Nianxia drove to the night snack stall, ordered a seafood barbecue set and a bottle of beer, and sat down under a palm tree.

The boss first brought her a beer and opened it. She then picked up the bottle and drank straight from it.

Just as she took a big gulp and put down the beer bottle, it was snatched away by a large hand in an instant.

The next second, a figure sat down opposite her.

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